Thursday, 25 October
1945, 9:00 PM
Dearest Eleanor,
Another day
and still nothing happens. You can be
sure of one thing about the regular Navy.
They'll take their time and do nothing until they absolutely have
to. Then it is rush, rush, rush.
I made a trip
over to the ship this morning to make sure that the captain sent off my request
for a new assignment. Although they
promised us all that we'd be sent home, nothing is happening. So I sent a letter to the Bureau informing
them that my equipment has been damaged beyond repair and asked for duty in
Long Beach. The captain endorsed it
recommending approval. Now even if they
don't send me back soon, orders from the bureau should get me back home in time
for Xmas with you, Sweetheart, and our two little darlings.
I got back my
claim for lost clothing and personal gear.
It comes to the grand total of $410.85.
I won't need to buy any new uniforms because I have blues at home. Even
counting what I lost that I could have used later, I'm still $300 ahead. Personally I'd rather not have experienced
the second storm but financially I'll benefit from it.
The mailman
brought me sixteen letters ranging from the 8th to the 16th. All but four were from you. As I don't expect any more letters for a few
days, I'll answer some of your questions tonight and leave some for tomorrow.
I don't blame
you for being concerned about office space.
I know it is scare. Still, it'll
be approximately six weeks before I'm back.
I'll be darned if I want to start worrying about an office right
away. For thirty days, you and I and the
kids are going to be in a holiday routine without worry about business matters. Then I'll go to work and see what's
cooking. Make some contact and get some
leads. But as far as signing on the
dotted line, I'd still rather you didn't unless the opportunity is outstanding.
News of this
last storm broke a lot faster than after the one of September 16. I know how worried you must have been, but
now you know I'm okay and there is nothing to worry about. Of course there is no way of knowing for sure
whether I'll get home sooner or later than I would have if the "Mighty O"
had been able to sail. In any case, I'll
have enough points by December so I'll be home then.
No dear, I
didn't marry a moron, but darling two and two still adds up to four. We have many expenses to face with an office
to equip and insurance to pay. Besides
at first, my income will be reduced to even less than I'm making now. So an economy program has to be instituted
and adhered to. Now, now, don't get
excited. Save it all till I get home and
then I promise you'll forget all about it.
At least I'll do my best to make you do so.
I'm doing
quite well on answering your letters, so I'll
go through all of them after all. You seem to be
getting plenty of teaching and that must keep you busy. You say you'll go to see Dr. Lewis, but all
you've done is talk about it. How about scratching
off a day on your calendar and taking care of it and yourself. You owe it to yourself, the kids and me
too. Catch on? Let's have fun when I get home.
Besides
sufficient points, there are other ways of getting out of the Navy such as bad
health. However I did not sign up for
regulars and there is no record of that questionnaire. When I have points I'll get out like everyone
else. Just remember that all those who
have gotten out were in longer than I and most of them had as much or more
overseas duty than I have. This nonsense about politics is all hooey. Way out here where I am you can't talk to the
one you'd like to and letters are not very effective. Anyway when I get home and go on leave I'll
be out. Until my leave is up I'll
technically still be in the Navy, but I'll not have a new station to report to.
Glad to hear Bud
Schurr got back and you got to see him. It
really hasn't been so long since I saw him, but so much has happened that it
seems like months. It would be nice to
see him when I get back.
That Kuba
Saki explosion really wiped out the receiving station. We drove by an hour after it happened. Where there had been many tents, there was
nothing. The Navy announced fifteen dead.
Several times that many were hurt. I
can't see how the casualties could have been so small. At the time, Brinker, the pharmacist mate I
wrote you about, was at the camp; he has since left for home. Hope he has contacted you by now. If he hasn't, he should in a few days. I just heard that his folks have moved to
Beverly Hills and that is just around the corner.
Sorry I
didn't sound excited about coming home.
So many times we've had our hope up just to be disappointed. I won't believe I'm going home until I'm
actually there and even then it'll be hard to believe. Really I haven't complained but the past
fifteen months haven't been a picnic.
I didn't get
those 10 sen notes, but I intend to get a few to pass out as souvenirs. I had a whole mess of different monies, but
they are all gone. I'm enclosing one yen
and 50 sen. 15 yen are worth a $1.00 and
it takes 100 sen to make 1 yen. This is
legal tender on this island. The men are
paid in the currency and everything is purchased in the same way. Save the dime's worth of souvenirs until I
send on some more. Then you can pass a
few out.
That's the
works for tonight Dear. Go to sleep and
don't worry about me. "Nite" darling.
Love,
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